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Jan 2019
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You won't see photos
Of the exotic places
That I've been.
No pictures of expensive meals.
That's just not who I am.

My pen does all the talking
Through the ink that's on the paper.
So I write down all my thoughts
Before they dissipate like vapor.
I had just finished looking through Instagram when I wrote this.
M McCrea Jr. 2019
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M McCrea  38/M/Cali
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